Canciones de Nosotros
Eté & Los Problems
Songs of Ours
I had nothing to lose
You bet everything on the loser
I had lost what I had never had
You had grown tired of winning
I was always up against the wall
And the world revolved around you
I had given up to forgetfulness
You had so many names to forget
Blessed be the heart that made the prophets fail
Blessed be the reason that silenced the poets
And today I have so many springs to forget
Except ours!
Blessed be the heart that made the prophets fail
Blessed be the reason that made the poets lie
And today I have so many springs to forget
Except ours!
